The Martial Doctor-Chapter 84 - 83: Overdosed and Died
Early morning, the sky just barely brightened.
Qingya Small Building, Courtyard No.8.
Upon the bed draped with pink gauze.
"Master, Master, Mr. Ye, you are crushing me..." A young woman without a stitch on her brow awoke abruptly, reaching out to push the man on top of her.
However, she found she couldn’t move him at all, and there was no response from him either. Feeling something was off, she opened her eyes to see a bluish face before her, with lips that had turned a dark purple.
"Ah!"
Terrified, she shakily reached out to check for a breath.
There was no breath left.
The person was dead!
The young woman was so scared that her soul seemed to fly away. She quickly backed away; this was Ye Xizhao of the Ye Family, a medical genius of Dongshan City, who had just passed the "Physician" exam with a bright future ahead, but now he lay dead on her bed—no, it was his own bed in Courtyard No.8 of Qingya Small Building, where he’d summoned her to accompany him...
She actually hadn’t wanted to come last night, but couldn’t resist the temptation of sharing a bed with the Ye family’s young master, and the generous reward that came with it.
Last night had been a frenzy of indulgences, highly stimulating, causing her to pass out from exhaustion.
But upon waking, the Ye family’s young master was dead, and he died on top of her.
She was instantly scared into a mindless panic, completely unsure how to deal with it next, curling up and trembling, murmuring to herself, "It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me..."
After dawn, when Ye Xizhao’s attendants came to wake him up, they discovered their young master had died, which scared them so much that their legs went weak, barely able to stand, crawling and fleeing in terror.
Later, the Arresting Department arrived and sealed the scene.
Mr. Feng came personally; cases he attends to personally are few, but this time the deceased was Ye Shengyuan’s son, Ye Xizhao. Who knows what kind of storm this death might trigger? He had to come.
Ye Shengyuan received the news, nearly collapsing with rage, while Ye Xizhao’s mother, Xiao Lianhong fainted directly upon hearing the news.
The news about the incident at Courtyard No.8 of Qingya Small Building spread quickly, as if it had wings, and soon the onlookers had encircled the place completely, leaving no gaps.
"Officials handling the case, unauthorized persons step back!" The constables of the Arresting Department had to unsheathe their swords to disperse the crowd, to avoid interference with the investigation and loss of evidence.
"Mr. Feng, that scared witless girl is Su’er, a singer from Wanhua Tower. Last night, the young master of the Ye family sent someone to fetch her, then stayed the night at No.8. This morning, when the servant found the young master had died, she was already scared witless..." Captain Han Chunyang reported quietly into Mr. Feng’s ear.
"Scared witless, which means she discovered the young master died long ago?"
"Probably, although now she’s scared witless, I’m afraid we can’t get anything out of her." Han Chunyang said, "No matter how you ask, she only repeats ’it wasn’t me,’ and says nothing else."
"Take her away first," Mr. Feng said, feeling troubled; this type of case is what he fears most. "Where’s Mr. Cao?"
"Inspecting the body inside."
A moment later, Mr. Cao came out from the room: "Mr. Feng, Captain Han, based on my preliminary inspection, the young master of the Ye family overdosed on ’Xiaoyao Powder’ and, following intense intercourse, died from Yang damage."
"Not homicide?" Mr. Feng felt relieved upon hearing this conclusion; as long as it’s not murder, the case would be much easier to handle.
"Inspection results suggest it wasn’t homicide," Mr. Cao said. Solving cases is the constables’ task; as a coroner, he wouldn’t dare meddle too much.
"Mr. Feng, this is the bottle found at the scene, containing ’Xiaoyao Powder.’" Han Chunyang took out a small bottle, handing it to Mr. Feng. "I’ve already asked the young master’s attendants; they’ve confirmed this bottle belonged to him, and the medicine inside was something he frequently consumed."
"Then this case is much simpler..."
"The young master of the Ye family overdosed and killed himself; this is likely to become a joke in Dongshan City." Han Chunyang said, in a low voice.
"Lower your voice. This matter must not be spread, offending the Ye family would be bad for both of us..." Mr. Feng warned his subordinate.
At that moment.
"Mr. Feng, how did my son die exactly?" Ye Shengyuan, filled with murderous intent, stood behind Mr. Feng and Han Chunyang, demanding answers.
"Greetings, Patriarch Ye." Mr. Feng and Han Chunyang quickly bowed.
"What I asked was, how did my son die exactly!"
"Patriarch Ye, you are an expert in medicine. Why not go inside and take a look yourself, then you’ll understand." Mr. Feng slightly nodded.
"Xizhao, my son..." Ye Shengyuan went inside, and immediately threw himself onto Ye Xizhao’s body, crying out in anguish.
"Patriarch Ye, please control your grief!"
Ye Shengyuan, having faced plenty of trials, shed a few tears and then began inspecting his son’s corpse. Though not a professional coroner, he could largely discern how his son had died.
His hands trembled, uncertain if from sadness or rage.
Blaming himself for indulging him too much, leading to the tragedy of today.
"No, my son was a doctor himself; he knew very well that overdosing on ’Xiaoyao Powder’ could be fatal. How could he overdose unless someone made him take too much..."
"Patriarch Ye, this ’Xiaoyao Powder’ was brought by your son himself. You know it causes heat throughout the body, clouded cognition, and could lead to any kind of action without surprise." Mr. Feng said. Ye Xizhao’s fondness for pleasure houses was known throughout Dongshan City; didn’t he understand the dangers of indulgence?
He could understand Ye Shengyuan’s grief of losing his son, but such an obviously "non-homicidal" case didn’t need to have a "murderer" forced into it, otherwise it would become a false accusation.
Mr. Feng didn’t want to create unnecessary trouble, adding to his workload.
"No, I don’t believe my son would show such lack of discretion in this matter!" Ye Shengyuan still couldn’t accept the fact of his son’s departure.
"Patriarch Ye, as the forensic examiner said, your son died from ruptured yang during intense intercourse after taking the ’Xiaoyaosan’, not solely from overdosing on ’Xiaoyaosan’." Han Chunyang explained.
"Yes, Patriarch Ye, Captain Han is right, we are also deeply saddened by your son’s death, but ultimately, it’s due to his own actions..."
"Enough, I will not agree to this conclusion." Ye Shengyuan finished speaking and stooped down to pick up Ye Xizhao’s body and leave.
"Patriarch Ye, if you do not agree with the forensic conclusion from the Arresting Department, you cannot take Mr. Ye’s body away!"
"Why is that?"
"If you take the body away and disagree with our forensic conclusion, how can we find any leads?" Mr. Feng said, "If you agree with our death conclusion today, naturally we won’t stop you from taking Mr. Ye’s body."
"If I agree with your death conclusion, then will the Arresting Department stop investigating this case?" Ye Shengyuan asked.
"Yes, if it’s not a homicide, then it’s not a criminal case, so the Arresting Department naturally won’t investigate." Mr. Feng nodded, as an accidental death with a clear cause without any suspect means the Arresting Department naturally won’t investigate further.
"Fine, if the Arresting Department won’t investigate, I’ll investigate myself!" Ye Shengyuan carried Ye Xizhao’s body directly and walked out between Mr. Feng and Han Chunyang.
"Patriarch Ye..."
"Old Han, tell everyone below to mind their words and not speak carelessly!"
"Yes."
...
The news of Mr. Ye, Ye Xizhao’s death due to a "ruined yang" on a woman’s belly spread like the wind throughout Dongshan City.
Joy followed by tragedy!
Ye Xizhao had just earned the first place in the "Medicine Examination", and the honor had only been awarded for three days before it became history.
This is indeed fate playing tricks.
According to the rules of the "Medicine Examination", once the list comes out, there’s a five-day public announcement period. If there are no issues during the announcement period, such as complaints or objections, it will be officially determined. Of course, this is just a formality.
Generally, even if there are complaints and objections, they will be suppressed. As long as the five days are over, everything is finalized naturally.
But there is one situation, where during the five-day announcement, if someone on the list suddenly dies, according to the rules, it can be directly replaced.
Meaning the eleventh place, who originally had no chance, can now be directly selected.
That is indeed a lucky person.
Not only does it save two years of effort, but also two years later, one might not even pass the examination again. This lucky break is truly worth it...
"Master, I just heard some news..." Mr. Xie cautiously knocked and entered Lin Miao’s study, asking with lowered head.
"Oh, what news?"
"Mr. Ye, Ye Xizhao is dead."
"Dead is dead, what’s it got to do with me?" Lin Miao said nonchalantly, as if the matter had no relation to him.
"Master, was it really you..."
"Old Xie, you’ve been talking too much today. If there’s nothing else, go to the black market and inquire about my mentor’s Medical Officer Token’s whereabouts, tell them I’m willing to pay a high price for it." Lin Miao glanced at Mr. Xie.
"Yes, Master." Mr. Xie’s face was embarrassed, knowing Lin Miao wouldn’t speak openly, but still couldn’t help coming to ask.
This Lin Miao really does as he says, with the Ye Family’s young master, saying kill and it’s done. Following such a small harbinger, who knows whether it’s fortune or disaster.
...
The Xu Family.
"Ye Xizhao is dead, and he died on a woman’s belly, hahaha..." Xu Qixi laughed happily upon hearing the news.
With Ye Xizhao’s death, the Xu Family wouldn’t need to worry about agreeing to a marriage alliance with the Ye Family, freeing her.
She wasn’t happy, who would be?
"Little Qixi, Ye Xizhao is dead, Ye Shengyuan definitely won’t let it go. With his death, whoever benefits might be the perpetrator. In theory, our Xu Family could also become an object of suspicion, and you’re still so happy." Xu An reprimanded.
"Mr. An, I didn’t like Ye Xizhao at all, let alone marrying him. With his death, I can’t be happier. Besides, Ye Shengyuan has no proof, so why suspect our Xu Family?" Xu Qixi said, "It’s practically unreasonable."
"There are many unreasonable things in this world." Xu An said, "For the next few days, keep yourself in check, best not to go out."
"I understand, Mr. An." Xu Qixi agreed verbally but didn’t take it to heart.
